Hesitate

The supple cowgirl seems more than receptive to your advances, which is quite worrisome considering this was once a man. You can not help but wonder how you would have fared in the cowgirl’s body and realize that you could easily have ended up trapped. The thought makes you a little uneasy. You stop playing with the girls sensitive breasts and she almost pouts, clearly not wanting you to stop. “Sir, would you did not like to see how pleasurable this is?” she asks as she rubs her full breasts hedonistically.

A shadow of the salesman’s personality remains and it is disquieting to think that this seductive creature is in fact the toadying merchant. This body obviously changes the salesman’s whole demeanor - and she has been in it for less than five minutes.

You turn and look at the body strapped in the chair. He looks at you with wide pleading eyes. “Who is in your body now?” you ask.

“No one,” the cowgirl responds. You question seems to have jolted her out of whatever spell she had fallen under. The salesman’s personality has returned to the fore. You reach out and fondle her breasts and she sighs in content, warm milk oozing from her nipples. Obviously she has little willpower when she is being milked.

“Who was she?” you ask.

“My former competition…” she responds dreamily.

“A woman?” you ask as you rub her pointed tit in your fingers.

“No… a man,” she closes her eyes in bliss.

You grit your teeth but continue to fondle and caress her heavy breasts. “I see. And you intended to trap me in a cowgirls body?”

“Yes,” she sighs.

“And what of the other girls here? How many were once men,” you ask with dawning realisation. You look out over the stalls full of contented cowgirls. These poor mindless creatures had been people once. Possibly even men. Reduced to servile lactating beasts!

“Many,” she responds.

You chuckle to yourself turn away from the girl and approach her former body. “I understand you used to traffic in cowgirls too. I hope you were not as evil as this beast. I will free you on one condition. You will free as many of the cowgirls here as you can – except her!”

The man nods agreement.

“Good,” you free his bonds.

“Wait!” the new cowgirl begs as she realizes what is happening. “Return me to my body! I’ll pay you!”

“You’ll pay alright,” you say as you walk past the girl.